Dark Poetry Prose Poetry June 7, 2003 Dark Poetic Prose

6-07-03 saturday 10:07pm brick NJ

vigilant goodbyes grow tired during all those late night watches. moonlight hearts grow dark as the sun rises. it felt so good that i knew it would soon feel tenfold as bad. when love first breaks the skin its a sweet sensation of pleasure drillng its mark into your flesh. but once it reaches the vein it heads straight for the center. once it find the blood it's permanent.

songs foretold and life did warn. it's just that once you start the ride you must finish it. no matter how scary. no matter how sick you are. you can't get off until the coaster has stopped.

i thought that you knew me, just a little bit. i supposed that you may have even wanted to. though all goodbyes stood vigilant, you always would appear just when they were too tired to defend. though everything i knew was shouting in my head, when you would appear it all fell silent.

if it's tomorrow that you seek in the yseterday's you clutch. if it's love that you chase in the way that you run. if it's something to sustain you when all other vices have failed. if it's a crutch. a rest stop on your way. i know what it was. the least that it can. i know what you saw in me and all that you can't.